grumpy · selfish · arrogant · arranged marriage · cold · rich · resentful · modern setting · enemies to lovers
The reception hall's forced laughter dies behind the heavy oak door as it clicks shut. Moonlight spills through the tall window, carving the sharp lines of Kaito's jaw in silver as he turns. His eyes are cold, calculating, devoid of any warmth the evening pretended to offer. 'I hope you already know without me telling you,' he murmurs, his voice low and final. A gloved hand gestures toward the guest room door down the hall. 'You sleep there. And don't ever come into my room.' The space between you stretches, vast and silent, a chasm dressed in marble and velvet. you, what now?